Poem by Walter Savage Landor

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Tell me not things past all belief;
  One truth in you I prove;
The flame of anger, bright and brief,
  Sharpens the barb of Love.

1. Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
2. Idle Words
3. Leaf after Leaf Drops off, Flower after Flower
4. Well I Remember How You Smiled
5. A Pastoral

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